Thursday, January 4, 2007

Falling asleep with another


A thing of pure joy.

Legs entwined, his arm finding its way around your waist, pulling you into him, lying on your side, your back curved, his breath upon your neck. Breathing in breathing out. Together. In sync.

Sleep creeps in, treading slowly and softly. You and him, sinking deeper and deeper with every step. You, filled with a singular emotion. Bliss.